woman cannot survive on toast alone
since i finished Maile Meloy’s Half in Love, had eaten nothing but toast and peanut butter for two days, and played enough Bejeweled 2 to leave me in a coma, the time had come. i had to either a.) clean my apartment, b.) start my short story that’s due in 26 hours, or c.) go to the grocery store. picking the lesser of three evils, i went to the grocery store. it was uneventful. though Freya, the 60something cashier said “i do envy you your height.” i smiled and said thank you. then while i was bagging my groceries i wanted to lean over and tell her “i envy you your ability to go to any clothing store on the planet and buy clothes.” but i didn’t say that because she was really sweet and she said she remembered me from last time. and who doesn’t like to be remembered?
what was the question again?
09 Dec 04 at 2:00 am #